Sunday, April 22, 2012

Solar System Poems 22: Remaking Itself in Slow Motion

Captured from the deep 
by the god of the seas,
the battle was short but bloodless.
Nevertheless Neptune's retinue was 
doomed by this new arrival,
who may have given its freedom
so that others may escape.

Cousin to Pluto,
cold enough to freeze air.
There are still clouds and hazes,
with geysers spewing tarry dust
onto plains of ammonia and ice.
A world remaking itself in slow motion,
under the watchful eye of the god of the seas
who relentlessly pulls it
ever closer.

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